Falling For The Doctor~Spencer Reid FF~

Chapter 10

"Don't forget that I cannot see myself -- that my role is limited to being the one who looks in the mirror."
Jacques Rigaut
*EDITED*

I rush into the local police station the next morning, sipping the hot coffee I made at the hotel. It wasn't good, but I needed it.

I walk into the conference room that local police had set up for us and no one was to be seen. I glance at my phone. 'Yep. Definitely not early.' I think. I set my bag down in an empty chair in the room before going on the hunt for the team.

I quickly spot a man who I vaguely remember being at the crime scene with us last night. "Excuse me," I say taping him on the shoulder. He turns and looks at me, "Can I help you?" He says in a particularly harsh tone.

"Uh yeah actually, do you happen to know where my team is?"

He rolls his eyes, "Interrogation." He says before walking away.

"Rude." I mumble as I head over to the viewing room. I open the door spotting most of the team standing there looking through the glass at Morgan talking to some girl.

I casually go to stand by Emily, trying not to be a distraction. "Nice of you to finally join us Singfield." Hotch says. I simply ignore him and listen to Morgan talk.

"I came by about 9:00 to return the dish," the women says. "No one answered when I rang the bell, but lights were on inside."

"Did you happen to look in the windows?"

"Not then, no. I had my cell phone. I was gonna call, but I couldn't get a signal, which was strange."

"Why was that strange? You always get a signal there?"

"Yeah there's a tower on the next block. So uh, I left the dish on the porch and this morning, it was still here So I came over. Th-that's when I looked inside."

"And you called the police on your cell."

"Yeah." Morgan thanks the lady for her time and gathers his notes, joining us in the next room.

"These guys don't lack confidence. Targeting entire families is a high-risk endeavor. It's possible they're minimizing that risk by jamming cell phones inside the house." He says as he walks in.

"No one can call out. High tech." Emily says. "That narrows the profile, right?"

"Not really." Spencer starts, "you can buy a hand-held jammer online for what, 10 bucks?"

"Huh? I should use one of those next time I go to the movies." Rossi jokes, getting a few laughs.

Morgan pulls out his phone and calls who I can only assume to be Garcia.

"Hey baby girl. You're on speaker. Behave." He says setting to phone to speaker.

"Or what? You'll spank me?" Garcia says through the phone, "So anyway I've been searching the area for unsolved robberies.
I found 4 with similar elements phone lines cut, small valuables only." She says.

"Occupants tied up?" I ask.

You can hear her frantically typing, "Yes,but no homicides."

Ok. Thanks, dollface. I'll call you back." Morgan says before hanging up the phone.

"Well, if this is our guys,something made them graduate to murder." Hotch says.

"If we can figure out what that trigger was, it might tell us how they choose their victims."
I suggest.

"Well, that would help.
I been lookin' into victimology, and so far, there's really nothing to connect the families.
Different political affiliations, different careers, different school systems." Spencer says pulling a small notebook from his back pocket. "At this point, it simply appears the unsubs are targeting their victims at random."

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Ok I'm going to apologize because I know this chapter is kinda short but I don't have ideas and I needed to update...

Again I'm writing on my phone cause of a broken laptop sorry for the wait in between chapters!

I'll try to have something up again by next week!